FALLING APART / AGE REVERSAL AU?

Henry had fallen asleep in the library again. It wasn't unusual for the Labrador to fall asleep amongst his books. However, when he woke up it was quite clear to him that something was wrong. The book he'd laid his head on when he fell asleep seemed so much larger and, when he looked down, he saw that his bow tie (which he made certain perfectly fit) had fallen to the ground. Not only that but his glasses seemed so much bigger. Hopping to his paws, he would immediately realize that his paw was healed entirely. Amazed by all of this, the deputy would reach up and make certain that his now oversized glasses would stay up as he hurried outside. The steps to the library seemed so much bigger. In fact, everything seemed bigger to the little pup. Hearing Takumi's wail, the tiny deputy would now run towards the tree, looking up in concern and trying to adjust his glasses once more so they'd actually stay on his face. "D-D-D-Don't-t-t wor-r-r-rry-" He was shocked by the sound of his own voice. He hadn't had a stutter since he was very young, he'd taken years of speech therapy to get rid of it. Not only that, but his voice was much higher pitched than before.

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When Atticus woke up in the warmth of his cabin he had hardly realized the change in his age. The first thing he noticed was the fact he woke up to colour and light instead of complete nothingness. The coyote jerked himself up to take in all that he could of his surroundings, every bit of oaky wood and dust in the room. A smile broke over his features and he let out what seemed to have been a mix of a cry and a giggle.
He could see!
He could... see?
Of course he appreciated the fact he regained his eyesight but he realized how suddenly bug everything was. Was it always that big? Did he forget the true nature of reality through his blindness. Getting up, the coyote cub tumbled down his bed and let out a yip.
This... wasn't normal. He stood up and noticed how easy it seemed. He had toral and complete balance, there was no hunch in his body and no constant, chronic pain in his limbs. Looking down, he noticed he had all of his paws intact and immediately the medic was quick to run outside.
Unlike everyone else he had barely noticed the change of his age. In his eyes he saw - that's it. He saw for once! And he could move without pain!
The young canine was overthrown with excitement and for the first time in years he ran. He jogged around in a rapid sprint, tinge dangling from his maw and green eyes wide ahead until halting at the sound of tiny wails and stutters. Was this something affecting everyone? The pup basically sprinted over, his tail wagging ferociously as he looked at his leader and his new minuscule form. It seemed like this was affecting everyone - even the younger ones considering Mob was... Huge now.
"Shalom! ani-" the boy was quick to cover his mouth and he hid his face shamefully. Why was it so hard to switch to English now? Raising his head from where he hid it, the Virginian would let his green eyes fall over the body of a tiny lab pup and immediately he ran over excitably, his energy childishly uncontrollable. "Henry! Ani missed you! Uh, I-I missed you!" Attie's voice had highered in pitch, but thay wasnt tje only thing thay changed with his tone. His accent was different too. It was an awkward mix between a Southern and Israeli accent. He plopped down onto his hind quarters, sitting down and looking at the English boy with excitement as well as what seemed like tears in his eyes.

Oh dear. It seemed like this was affecting more than the adults. Mob seemed huge and, though he was now just a pup, he didn't think Mob would be that much bigger than him. Henry would grin when he turned to see a tiny coyote running towards him, with both eyes and seemingly free of the pain that plagued his older body. He would let out a giggle, looking at his green eyes in absolute adoration. He was cute. "At-tt-tt-tt-tt-," He had to force himself to stop in the middle of his word, his ears immediately being pushed back as he moved his paws uncomfortably. Henry had never been a healthy child and that showed in this form. While he had all his legs, he still seemed incredibly small given the age this form was and he seemed extremely thin. He suddenly felt shameful, as though allowing the others to see him like this was a bad thing. There was a reason his father kept him inside. In fact, he should go inside right now. He could get hurt or more sick or-
Wait, no. He wasn't really a child. This was just an odd form change. Why was his mindset starting to change, as though he were still a little boy? "S-S-S-Sor-r-r-rry, I-I-I-I c-c-c-can't-t-t-" He would suddenly stop again in a huff of frustration, knowing that, more often than not, people couldn't understand him and he'd have to repeat himself many times before they actually understood the cacophony of repeated sounds that came from him. His tail would tuck between his ways and, in his frustration, he would feel a lump in his throats and tears stinging his eyes as he sniffed and tried to hold up his glasses. Henry had tended to cry fairly often as a child and was much more easily frustrated.

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Everyone was making such a fuss, the Prince walked over with a small scowl on his maw with a growl making his throat vibrate. He hated this. How could he be a cub again? He sighed quietly staring at the tree that Takumi was stuck in before snorting "Wailing won't do you much good." He stated noting how everyone was way too busy to even care about the annoying Takumi, he sighed starting to make his way up the tree easily, if anyone looked close enough, his coat took more of a bluish black tint. He'd reach the branch Takumi was stuck in and nudged him with a paw. Ew.

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Immediately the coyote could see adoration in his lover's eyes. He could see it. It brought a huge smile onto his Wirey features and even if Henry stuttered he grinned wit only pure joy in his very glance. However, the smile would fade as he heard Henry stammer out anxiously and cast an expression that seemed rather frustrated. The medic was quick to show concern for the little lab pup. Much like Henry, Atticus was rather underweight for his size. Although probably for some totally different reason, Attie had the 'glory' of growing up in the Great Depression so food was rare for the child. With care and worry in his bright green eyes the coyote spoke to Henry again. "ze be'seder. 's okay. Ani, uh..." He broke away from his sentence, biting into his lower lip. All he thought in his head was Hebrew and limited English. He understood everyone but he couldn't answer and he hated it.
Hearing Kunta, Attie turned around to face the now minuscule cougar before turning back to look at Henry with a clenched jaw as he desperately tried to search his mind for English. "s'okay. You good, no worry."He forced an awkward smile before sighing in disappointment of his own communicative abilities

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This clan turned out to be so much fun after all! It had been an exquisite morning for Kali, waking up to find that the white-furred wolf she had been possessing was no longer an itty bitty thing but a good ten or thirteen moons older. "Look at all these delicious little babies," hummed the Advisor, a burst of giggles exploding from her at the sight of her clanmates crawling over the ground in stunted little bodies. Victorian aimed to place her paw on Jekyll's head as she added, "You're too tiny, Jeks! Guess you can't do anything as a child, huh?"

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He was crying now. He forgot that he always cried in his child-months. But in reality, even an adult would still wince or whimper after running face-first into a wooden barrier. This was real. He sat on his hind, wiping his tears with his stubby paws, which half-concealed tiny claws that were not a threat to anyone. Sniff. Sniff. The last of the tears were wiped away, and that's when he heard more calls from outside. They came from a child, in a frantic voice. And that's when he heard some more kids in response. Holy hell, was everyone a kid now?

His door handle was now out of reach, but he needed to see what was up. Wendell pushed a birch dining chair over so it faced the door with all of the strength he could amass in his juvenile state. The seat didn't quite match the height of the handle, so Wendell was going to have to jump for it. With his legs at the ready, planted behind his tush, he pushed, paws reaching out. Immediately the door swerved open, and due to the force, Wendell was swung off of the metal hilt and into the grass. He didn't bother closing his home door as he began his pursuit on the clanmate who was yelling for help.

Finally, he arrived at the scene. A kitten who looked like younger Takumi was mewling loudly for assistance while the rest of baby Windclan lay below. Almost: the kids were now adults. BUT EVERYONE ELSE WAS SO CUTE. Atticus wasn't blind anymore! Not was Henry maimed! "Hey!", he greeted with a sudden cut. His voice was so higher, the remnants of his British accent was so... Wendell thought this was odd, but he found himself precious. The only thing missing that was there in his youth was his innocence. [color=#ECE5CE]"What the hell is going on here, guys? We are all kids! And who were once kids are now old!". That was a new experience. He sometimes swore now, but he never did as a child. Interesting.

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"Look at yourself, idiot." He growled almost tempted to just grab the kitten by the scruff and dangle him over the edge that made a small smirk appear on his maw before it only seemed to grow more as he prodded the kitten "That's the point," He mused devilishly though he decided to do Takumi the favor by aiming to grab onto his scruff a bit roughly glancing down at the now adults, this was ridiculous. The cougar cub starting to leisurely make his way through the branches of the tree if he had a grip on pathetic Takumi not bothering to say much as he leapt down a few branches and for sick humor would act as if he were about to fall dangling Takumi dangerously over the edge to spook him. He remembered all the small tricks he'd do on the other cubs of the tribe and wondered if they were young like him too. Enough about his highness, the cougar would finally land on the ground gracefully but aimed to drop Takumi on the ground with a snort "You're welcome," The cougar moved away from him examining those there.

Stupid. This was bullshit.

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Strawberrysugar rushed out her door, almost colliding with a tiny kitten, who she realized was once an adult. The feline bounded over to the others outside, a bright grin on her face as she stopped in front of them. "Look at all of us! We're so different now!" she purred, before her eyes widened at the sound of her own voice. It was more mature, and less high pitched now. This was so cool.

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At Attie's confirmation that he didn't mind the stutter, a wide smile would coke to Jekyll's face. They were still friends! Wait, no, not just friends. They were getting married. Why did he keep thinking like that? He didn't mean to. He was about ready to try and form some sort of response when Victorian would make her way over and put her paw in his head, causing his ears to be pulled back and he tried to move away from her, scowling. "N-N-N-N-No, I-I-I ca-can st-t-t-till do lot-t-t-t-ts of thing-g-g-g-gs," He would whine, once again reminded of the awful stutter that had plagued him. Not only that but her words resurfaced memories of the older, bigger kids trying to pick on him. Never when adults were around, of course, so he had endured his childhood silently. It wasn't his fault he was small. It wasn't his fault he was sick. It wasn't his fault that there were days he couldn't eat and that people couldn't understand him. As his childhood memories came flooding back, overtaking his current ones, he only seemed to tear up a bit more, blinking rapidly to try to hide them. "St-St-St-St-Stop it-t-t-t..." He would insist, trying to push her paw away so he could go beside Attie. Then his direction was moved to Wendell and suddenly he vacant very aware of his current life. He was the deputy and he was standing here crying because he was being harassed by another member. Immediately, his face would grow warm and he'd push on Vic's paw a bit harder than before.

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Well, she hadn't been among the ones that had been already shifted. No it was as if someone else had taken over Blueridge entirely. She'd woken up so early this morning to have found her changed appearance and a gasp had left her before she was off, running around camp and marveling at everything that was around her. She pestered whoever she could find and talked their ears off before moving away to go and find other things to do that would take up her time. Now though the female was basically running and tripping over her own paws and the rat she had clamped in her jaws. To her it was a great toy and she giggled brightly as she stumbled forward again only to accidentally throw the rat toward Kunta. Her chin hit the ground kind of hard but it was as if the pain didn't bother her as she quickly rose and scampered forward to smile brightly, a feature that was hardly seen on the soldier's face. Her eyes were bright and wind, no longer holding an intense cold neutrality to them. She attempted to bat at Kunta's large paws before she turned around and gazed at everyone. "We're babies! Isn't this cool! We can go and hide in the grass or, or, or, we can go into logs. We could mess around in the dragon bones! Ohhh! We can play games so many games! It'll be fun! Someone play with me! We are so small! Why are we so small? Oh my! Strawberry you are so big!"

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He aimed to put a large paw on Takumi's head with a growl "I'll beat you up, pipsqu-" He suddenly stopped when a body of a dead rat suddenly hit him did he glance down at it before realizing who it was, he swallowed staring at her with widened silvery-blue eyes especially when she suddenly starting batting at his large paws and it didn't hurt, she didn't have a cold neutrality towards any of them and then suddenly he felt as if his heart leaped forward and got stuck in his throat. Even as kids, he couldn't shake the feeling away. It was annoying but the more time he spent as a child, he could feel his heart starting to race inside of his chest wondering what they'd do but he answered with a sudden timid smile on his face "I'll play with you. . ." What was he saying? What was he doing? What was wrong with him? His heart skipped a beat. Shit.